In my young and stupid days of patroling, I desided to explore the English Channel and all its fine Destroyers. I ended up staring down the throut of a Fowler Corvette. I fired my torp but I was wounder why it was firing it's MGs in the air and not at me. Then I saw the outline of a ME 110 through my scope. They gave that corvette hell but one of the 110's got down. Then BOOM! No more Corvette. I bet those pilots wondered where the hell that shot came from!